Out of the Chocolate box (17)

‘What? Was Fahrer Fox again?’ Liesel spat cheesy globs all over me. ‘What, exactly did you do, with Fox?’ She looked at me.
I glanced down in shame. ‘Sorry, it just sort of…happened.’
Her limbs jerked like pigeons startled by the proverbial cat. ‘You are familiar with ISF principles and procedures.’ She paced the tight kitchen space. ‘Oh, shoot! Now what are we going to do?’

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Out of the Chocolate Box (9)

Besides, I didn’t want to be employed by ISF only for my empathy abilities, swanning around the fleet, mending broken emotions, collecting mental forensic evidence, picking brains in endless sessions of ISF court, weeding out truth from the stack of lies and in the end being solely responsible to save or space a life.

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